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Chapter 1233 Returning to the Original State is Difficult

Although the Tang Dynasty in history books was in chaos, with various killings occurring one after another, various death events filling the history books, and various joys and sorrows making people feel miserable, so what?

Sad people are destined to be a minority.

The masses are like a wooden man without emotions, continuing to live in a fixed direction.

Stability and peace are the mainstream of history, life is the mainstream of history, making a living is the mainstream of life, and the turmoil that can be recorded in history books are actually non-mainstream.

The public is not emotionless, it's just that many people would like to think that they have no emotions.

Seriously, if someone died in your family, what does it have to do with me?

The deceased in your family died so that your whole family could lead a richer, more convenient and more powerful life. His death was earth-shattering to your family.

But what does it have to do with me?
The dead man in your family even wanted to usurp my benefits to benefit your family, so he deserved to die.

My elderly parents are still sitting on the kang waiting for me to return safely, and my wife and children are staring at the door with wide eyes waiting for me to bring back food. How could I have the time to care whether you live or die?

Therefore, the death of more than 8,100 people in Chang'an did not affect the rest of the people in Chang'an from continuing to pursue their own better lives.

Yun Chu tried a restaurant that specialized in braised pork with pork.

After the bowl is opened, a white vapor rises and disappears, and the rich aroma of pork fills the mouth and nose.

The lean meat is slightly red, the white meat is crystal clear, and the pig skin fried in vegetable oil is not only full of wrinkles, but also an appetizing date red color. Even the dried vegetables underneath are neatly arranged, not only are they green in color, but they are also very chewy.

Yun Chu ate a piece of braised pork with garlic and its fragrance filled his mouth. After washing it down with a spoonful of rice, he took a sip of the fake disinfectant. A line of fire flowed from his throat into his stomach. He felt that the snow that was still falling outside was well worth it.

"The meat is carefully prepared, and the side dishes are made with great effort. Even the antiseptic has a slight aftertaste. To be honest, after eating such good food, the food in the cafeteria should be fed to pigs."

After hearing what the patriarch said, Yin Erhu's forehead was full of wrinkles like pork skin. He lowered his voice and pointed at the cook in the kitchen who almost stuffed his head into his crotch and said, "How can it be bad? He has been practicing hard for ten years with our ingredients. The most shameless thing is that this guy actually opened a restaurant opposite the big cafeteria. Now he is bullying the patriarch."

Yun Chu said angrily: "This won't do..."

After saying that, he continued eating. To be honest, he had never eaten such delicious braised pork even in Chang'an more than 1,300 years later.

By the time Yun Chu quietly finished a bowl of braised pork and drank a pot of fake disinfectant, the owner and cook had already knelt obediently at Yun Chu's feet, begging for help.

Yun Chu was planning to just beat this guy up, so he just raised his foot to kick him, and then he saw Yin Erhu looking behind him in horror. He thought that a powerful enemy had come. Yun Chu turned around quickly, and after seeing who was coming clearly, his waist immediately collapsed.

"I have long heard that your Yun family is arrogant and domineering in Chang'an. I have never believed it. I think you have a compassionate heart. Today, I saw it with my own eyes and realized that the rumors are true..."

The old immortal was so angry that he raised his leg to kick. Yun Chu didn't dare to dodge or resist. He even put his left leg in front to make it easier for the old immortal to kick and not trip him.

The old immortal was still strong and kicked Yun Chu seven or eight times before he yelled, "It is true that the secret recipe comes from your Yun family, but you can cover up everything and prevent others from doing this business?
People also put in a lot of effort to learn it, and once they learn it, they can support their families. One skill can support dozens of people. It's such a great thing. Is your family short of money?
You have a lot of money in your house, but you have to argue with a cook who supports his family over a bowl of meat, right?"

This was very unreasonable. If it came from the emperor, Yun Chu would definitely argue with the emperor about the patent issue. But now, the person who said this was Sun Simiao, so Yun Chu had no choice but to agree repeatedly and did not dare to say a word of rebuttal.

When it comes to the issue of patents, Sun Simiao was the one who suffered the greatest loss.

After kicking and teaching Yun Chu a lesson, the old immortal helped the fat cook up, wiped off the footprints Yun Chu had just left on the cook's shoulder and consoled him, "Sell your braised pork well in the future, and it's best to squeeze out the store across from you. If he comes to trouble you again, tell me and I'll take care of him."

Yun Chu swore that he didn't use any strength in that kick, but the fat cook cried like a baby in confinement in front of the old immortal, as if the Yun family had really done something to him, and soon attracted a large crowd of onlookers.

The old immortal looked around and found that the people watching were all cooks wearing aprons, so he said loudly: "In the future, if anyone feels that they have learned the skills and want to open a shop, just open a shop. Don't worry about whether it is someone else's secret recipe. Since you have learned it, it is your family's secret recipe. Watch it carefully and don't let those rich people take it away.

Making money to support the family is the right thing to do.

General Zhenjun, isn't that right?"

Yun Chu felt that the old immortal should not bring up his official position at this time. The only General of the Cavalry above the General of the Zhenjun Army, Li Ji, was dead, and the General of the Auxiliary State was almost dead. The military positions of Cheng Yaojin and Su Dingfang who were not dead were also stripped. Now, he, the General of the Zhenjun Army, is the highest military position in the Tang Dynasty.

Judging from the current situation, he was scolded by Sun Simiao like his grandson. Not to mention the garrison troops, he couldn't even control the group of happy cooks in front of him, and was even being fleeced by them.

"That's what the old immortal said. That's what the old immortal said. Just open them, just open them... the more the better..."

Sun Simiao glanced at Yun Chuyou and said to everyone, "Don't always think of crooked ways. If you cook good food, customers will come naturally, and money will come naturally. As a human being, conscience is the most important thing."

When Yun Chu heard a group of chefs saying "How can that be" and "Of course, of course" in response, he knew that hard days were coming for his own canteen. Not only would the Chang'an food market usher in a huge brainstorming session, but it would also enter into a competition like that of the Warring States Period.

As everyone knelt and bowed, Sun Simiao left the restaurant. Yun Chu hurried to follow him, but heard the old immortal say, "Give them the money for the wine and food."

Yun Chu took out a gold bean from his sleeve and threw it to the fat cook who looked pleased with himself, saying, "You're getting a bargain."

Before the fat cook could continue to show off, the old immortal frowned and said to the fat cook, "Give me the change."

Yin Erhu, who was about to explode with anger, snatched the golden beans from the fat cook and gave him a handful of copper coins...

The old immortal walked in front, and Yun Chu followed closely beside him, complaining as he walked: "The braised pork is full of fat, you are not suitable to eat this. Eating too much will affect your blood vessels."

Sun Simiao stopped in the snow, looked back at Yun Chu and said, "I will be a hundred years old soon."

Yun Chu was stunned for a moment and then said flatteringly: "You are still young."

Sun Simiao said: "It's not easy to be in a position below one person and above ten thousand people, right?"

Yun Chu shook his head and said, "My disciples are not yet able to reach this level."

Sun Simiao had no reaction to Yun Chu's nonsense. He sighed and said, "People always have to be afraid of something, especially in your position. The more fear you have, the more careful you will be."

Yun Chu nodded repeatedly and said, "I will definitely make myself a person that no one in Chang'an can bully in the future."

Sun Simiao said: "The people of Chang'an fear and admire you too much."

Yun Chu said: "This should be none of my business."

Sun Simiao smiled and said, "I know what your goal is. If you want to achieve your goal, you should learn how to return to your original nature, leave your high and mighty position, care less about the affairs of those people in the clouds, and walk more in the human world. After all, the Chang'an you want is in the human world."

Yun Chu had not achieved his current achievements and status in his two lifetimes, and he had almost no reference points. Fortunately, Sun Simiao had been an immortal for a long time and had his own views on the issue of over-high status, so Yun Chu was ready to follow his advice.

"When your position is high enough, you can't accomplish anything... The Art of War says 'Those who don't plan for the overall situation are not qualified to plan for a specific area,' but it doesn't work that way. Those who plan for the overall situation will never accomplish a single practical thing until they die..."

Yun Chu felt that this was good advice.

The old god was a glutton. Yun Chu followed him along the entire food street and ate seven or eight kinds of food. When the old god lifted his beard and ate the last glutinous rice ball, he smiled and said to Yun Chu: "The smell of fireworks in the world is the most heartwarming."

When passing by a restaurant that specialized in selling pig offal, Yun Chu pointed at the gourd logo on it and asked, "Did you really make this?"

Sun Simiao nodded and said, "That's right. The process of obtaining food is quite difficult. As long as it is non-toxic and can fill the stomach, we should try to include it in the recipe. Speaking of which, the Taoist priest has earned a lot of merit from others."

Yun Chu felt that what the old immortal said was very right. The process of obtaining food for the Chinese nation has always been difficult, so they cherish food as if it were their life, and they have tried various cooking methods to finally create China's huge recipes that combine both land and sea.

Sun Simiao has always been a free and easy person. After he had his fill and sold the Yun family, he walked away rubbing his bulging belly in the snow. He scoffed at Yun Chu's suggestion to prepare a carriage and horses for him.

If one wants to achieve Chang'an, one must first integrate into Chang'an and let the two blend in harmony, just like the relationship between fish and water, which can complement each other. However, Yun Chu is ready to go a step further and plans to turn himself into a drop of water and melt into the big lake of Chang'an.

So, when Yun Chu came back from the end of the restaurant street, he looked very sad and angry when he saw the chefs who had snatched away his family's secret recipes. Although he was sad and angry, he could do nothing about it.

"Make your braised pork better. If you find something wrong with it next time, I will smash your store with my own hands."

"You should put more mutton in your water basin. How many people will eat this amount of mutton..."

"You should put more minced meat in your minced pork noodles, and make the egg skin more tender..."

The shopkeepers listened to Yun Chu's impotent rage and behaved very respectfully, unable to conceal the mockery in their eyes. It was estimated that the news that Yun Chu was kicked by the old immortal would spread throughout Chang'an before tomorrow.

The people of Chang'an have always hated nobles, officials and wealthy people, and Yun Chu is now the top official, the top noble, and the richest person in Chang'an. Such people can only bow their heads in front of the old immortal, which makes their views on nobles, officials and wealthy people drop to a lower level.

Since the old immortal does not take the secret recipe of the Yun Chu family seriously and allows the common people to use it, then there will probably be no serious consequences if the secret recipes of other nobles, wealthy people, and officials are used.

After all, this is what the old immortal said, and people in Chang'an love to listen to the old immortal.

After returning home, Yun Chu also stroked his bulging belly, leaned back in a chair and drank hawthorn water to help digest the food.

Yu Xiurong said angrily, "How can the old immortal do this?"

Yun Chu smiled and said, "The old immortal has a good appetite, so it's not a problem for him to live for another few decades."

Yu Xiurong said: "The old immortal will naturally live a hundred years. What I mean is that if all our cooks run away, how can we continue to run the canteen?"

Yun Chu waved his hand and said, "Pay attention. Saying that others live a hundred years is a compliment, but the old immortal will be a hundred years old next year, and you have turned it into an insult."

Yu Xiurong said: "I'm talking about the cafeteria."

Yun Chu rolled his eyes at Yu Xiurong and said, "You deserve to close down after not improving your recipes for more than ten or twenty years."

Yu Xiurong said: "Those are all secret recipes drawn up by my husband himself."

"When did I ever say that the secret recipe I made can't be modified? As long as something better comes out, the old one should be immediately discarded. Haven't you heard the saying that the waves behind push the waves ahead, and the waves ahead die on the beach?"

"no!"

"Now there is."

"Oh my, why doesn't the old immortal speak up for us?"

"The old immortal has been saying good things for me all day today."

"Erhu said it all, all these words are meant to deceive our family."

"Erhu, that idiot, knows nothing. The old immortal has been saying all day that Yun Chu can't cover the sky with one hand in Chang'an City. This is not a good thing. What is a good thing?"

"Oh, it's true. How about you go to Da Ci'en Temple tomorrow and try to get into trouble?"

(End of this chapter)